"Your Highness, there is no such thing as 100% certainty in this world. If the Jiang family could delay for another year or two, we might not have to take the risk. But now it seems that they can't wait. If we don't fight back, then we will only die."
Every word he said made sense, and Song Yunhe took it to heart, but he still couldn't make up his mind.
This is a big gamble.
If you win the bet, you will own the world.
If you lose the bet, there is no recovery.
"Let me think about it again."
Eunuch Hong did not try to persuade her, but waited silently.
In fact, he knew very well that he would eventually agree because he had no other choice. Even if he withdrew from the fight for imperial power, the emperor would not let him go, and neither would the other princes.
The reason lies in Master Guichen’s prophecy!
This prophecy is not a good thing, but a real death warrant.
Song Yunhe paced back and forth in the study, unable to calm down for a long time. He looked up at the blue sky and let out a long breath.
"You are right. If we don't move forward, we will regress. I have no other choice. They forced me to do this."
At this moment Song Yunhe finally made up his mind.
"Notify the Northwest and ask him to lead a group of troops to support us as quickly as possible. Success or failure depends on this."
“Yes.”
Northwest Army
Su Xinyang looked at the news delivered by Prince Jing and knew that Shangjing City had reached the final step. The next step was...
He couldn't help but look in the direction of the coach and sighed softly in his heart, thinking that what is coming will eventually come.
He arrived at the commander-in-chief's tent with the letter. After the soldiers entered to report, Su Xinyang entered the tent.
When Xie Zhen saw Su Xinyang coming, he was very happy, "Come here, grandson, let me show you something."
Su Xinyang did not move, but knelt down with a plop.
Xie Zhen was startled, "He Ling, what are you doing?"
Su Xinyang kowtowed three times to Xie Zhen, "Xie General, I..."
As soon as this name came out, the smile on Xie Zhen's face faded. He raised his hand to interrupt directly, walked forward, and personally helped him up, "No need to say more, in fact, I already know that you are not my grandson."
Ever since he met Empress Chen, he realized that his grandson was not from his Xie family. He had been waiting for the day when he would confess, but secretly hoped that he would keep it a secret.
But Xie Zhen understood that his status did not allow him to do so.
“Grandfather, you will always be Xinyang’s grandfather.”
"Xinyang. This name is also good." Xie Zhen suppressed his emotions in his eyes.
"Well. My real name is Su Xinyang, maybe I will be called Song Xinyang in the future." Su Xinyang broke the last layer of window paper.
"Nice name." Xie Zhen let out a long sigh and looked at him with satisfaction.
Your Highness has such an outstanding son. The future of Dayong will be more promising than before.
"Grandfather, I have something to tell you."
Su Xinyang handed over Prince Jing's letter and told him about his dispute with Prince Jing. Of course, Su Xinyang knew clearly what should be said and what should not be said.
After reading it, Xie Zhen snorted coldly, "That's a good move. Since he wants to raise an army, I will lend him a helping hand. You go there openly, and I will accompany you secretly."
"What about this side?"
"Without me, the Northwest Army will not be able to operate. That means I am incompetent. As for the Western Rong, they are nothing to worry about. After the last battle, they dare not invade easily."
They would never risk their lives before they understood the gunpowder balls.
Thinking of this, Xie Zhen suddenly realized what move the Highness had made.
A gunpowder ball directly shocked the countries that were ready to make a move, making them dare not invade easily and giving them enough time to clean up the internal strife.
This is a powerful move!
The battle between the Northwestern Army and the Damong Kingdom was clearly planned by His Highness.
The great victory in the Northwest seemed to have avenged the massacre of three cities, but its greater effect was to deter neighboring countries.
With such a powerful monarch, there is no doubt that Dayong will prosper.
At this moment, Xie Zhen's heart was excited, and he wished he could help His Highness regain the throne as soon as possible.
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